Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Marshall Islands and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962 at the first Guess Who practice in a loft in Winnipeg.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Tim Buckley to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Pet Shop Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mr. Review record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Seeds,
Interpol,
Newcleus,
Isaac Hayes,
Scientists,
Ludus,
Sixth Finger,
OOIOO,
Johnny Osbourne,
Dennis Brown,
Peter & Gordon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Excepter,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Symarip,
Bizarre Inc.,
Todd Terry,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Robert Hood,
The Slits,
The Pretty Things,
Au Pairs,
The Gap Band,
The Cowsills,
The Durutti Column,
Eden Ahbez,
Carl Craig,
Eric Dolphy,
Zapp,
AZ,
Radio Birdman,
Arcadia,
Public Enemy,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Jawbox,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Schoolly D,
Delon & Dalcan,
Masters at Work,
Lebanon Hanover,
Rod Modell,
Jandek,
Yusef Lateef,
The Names,
Judy Mowatt,
The Mojo Men,
Ossler,
Letta Mbulu,
The Vogues,
the Association,
Pere Ubu,
Marmalade,
The Moleskins,
The Kinks,
Gastr Del Sol,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Monolake,
Underground Resistance,
Warren Ellis,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Tommy Roe,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.